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Greeting, to the gypsy of fortunes
coin was very much appreciated
And now I grant you your future

It seems my cards of Tarot have you a very odd hand
A hand of six card, this is very rare
And suggest something is approaching
You should be visited by a dark
A circus that holds and anguish

traveling mass of evil will leave your corpse to rot
While entrapping your to displayed at future stops
Oh, yes, you should also be aware that it is your own evil
That have brought this carnival's visit

All of the sins and hatred you cast during your life
Have and spun into form, the form of one
One who leads this gruesome parade of pain into your
One beast, one known only as Ringmaster

Welcome ladies and to the museum, the wax museum
of dead souls covered in wax
All of the rare exhibits you are to encounter
Are strange and creations of the one
And the leader of them all
So both dead and undead, welcome the Ringmaster
Purpose, question,

The ICP is of the
And the of the attunes of mankind
Gya, motherfucker, now you face your worst enemy
And that's
Every wicked thing you've ever has come back now
And it's whip your little ass, bitchboy

Us, just clowns
We work for the Ringmaster
With the wave of his magic
I step forward, wind
And swing battle axe
Upside motherfucking head, ooh

So step right up the Ringmaster
Takes you on the ride of life
Horror and fear, and tears
And oh, so over do

The Ringmaster rises up and lifts the sky
Through the forest and down the
the valley, over the hill
And down the and up the sidewalk
Only to you and yours
At your front door, let's go, motherfuckers